Neil walked over to open the door and received the shock of his life. "Mr. Beckett?""Mr. Benton."Jasper stood at the entrance coldly. He was panting, indicating that he had rushed here. "Is Uncle Winston and Alyssa in there? I brought the drugs."When Alyssa heard his voice, she immediately got up and walked toward him. An uncontrollable sense of longing surged in her heart."Jasper!"Alyssa rushed into Jasper's wide embrace. The emotions she held in for so long had turned into tears and began streaming down.Jasper eagerly stretched his sturdy yet shaky arms to hug her. His eyes reddened. "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, Alyssa. The wait wasn't in vain. I have the drugs."He quickly reached into the pocket of his overcoat and retrieved a long box. "There are six of them in here. It's more than what you received the last time. This should cover Uncle Winston for a while, in case he needs it."Alyssa took the box from him. Her heart was churning as she was ove
"Dad, I'm not letting you go! You'd better stay here!" Alyssa flared up and blocked her father's way."How dare you! I'm your father. You have no right to tell me what to do. You are in no place to make decisions for the Taylor family."Winston and Alyssa found themselves at a stalemate, unable to find common ground.Mandy panicked and froze where she was.It was the first time Jasper had experienced a situation like this after getting together with Alyssa. He didn't know how to comfort and how to mediate this argument."Dad, you…" Alyssa felt a sense of suffocation. She clenched her fists so hard that they'd turned pale. "Alyssa, if you want to be a good daughter, please don't anger me anymore. Please don't force me into this yelling match with you."Winston had drenched his nightwear in sweat. Even panting took up a lot of his energy. The sight of his beloved daughter slowly turned blurry in his eyes. "Please just let me do what I want this one time. Is it that hard?"…It
Winston frowned and coughed lightly. However, he didn't stop Alyssa. The smile on Dominic's face slowly faded. He gritted his teeth hard.Alyssa looked down, then slowly shifted her gaze from the bottom up. Her red lips curled into a contemptuous smile. "Also, I can't help but remind you, Uncle Dominic, when you attend an important event next time, please ask Renee to match your clothes for you. Red and green make you look like a walking Christmas tree."Winston cleared his throat, hinting at Alyssa to stop. Dominic, who was wearing a dark red suit with a dark green tie, froze.…After that debacle, Winston and Dominic entered the meeting room to start the meeting.Alyssa and Jasper waited at Winston's office.Alyssa lay horizontally on the couch and used Jasper's thigh as a pillow. She stared at Jasper's handsome face with thin lips and deep eyes. She was laughing hard."The memory of the horrified expression on Dominic's face when I unleashed my biting remarks fills me wit
"Fishy?" Jasper frowned.Alyssa said, "It's completely normal for your brother to get his hands on the medication. He had been in Mosgravia for many years. One word from him can get Jesseltons to partner with the Beckett Group."A dark look rested on Alyssa's face. "However, how did Jamiper get his hands on it?"Jasper was caught off guard by the question."The Schmidt family abandoned him. He had built his life in Kontina since the beginning. Why would he have any connections in Mosgravia?"Alyssa felt more unsettled the more she thought about it. "I have a wild theory. I'm wondering if Jameson knew your brother or at least had met your brother before."Jasper was about to object to her theory, but he remembered that Sheryl and Jameson had the same fragrance.Drawing conclusions about Sheryl and Jameson knowing each other from this fact seemed premature. Nevertheless, doubts continued to nag at him.Suddenly, hurried knocks echoed in the room.Jasper and Alyssa exchanged glan
Winston suddenly felt moisture seep from between his legs. Warm liquid trickled down his pants leg and to the floor.Neil was stunned to his core. But he swiftly recovered and yelled out, "The meeting is over. All of you are dismissed immediately!"Winston slowly looked down at the small puddle of water by his feet, mind blank. He'd always lived his life proud and lustrous, never in such a pathetic and hideous state.A great wave of shame consumed Winston, washing away the fear and pain from his illness. As the head of his family and company, he felt incredibly humiliated right now.Just then, two rows of bodyguards filed into the room and got everyone out as soon as possible before securing the entrance.Dominic sneakily pulled out his phone, wanting to record this humiliating moment. But before he could even start recording a video, pain shot through his wrist, making him release the phone.Dominic yelped in pain, stumbling backward as he clasped his injured arm. Standing in fr
Jasper and Alyssa took action separately. Jasper helped Neil take care of Winston while Alyssa gathered all the company directors aside from Dominic in a separate room to talk to them.After all, this was something only Alyssa, the future heiress of KS Group and daughter of the Taylor family, was entitled to do.The atmosphere in the room wasn't the best right now. The directors were continually grumbling and discussing amongst themselves.These directors were prominent figures in Belbanks' business world who owned shares in KS Group. All of them had known Winston for more than two decades. They obeyed and followed Winston's directions without complaint solely because he could help them earn a lot of money.But what about Alyssa? As much as Winston doted on her, she was still an immature young woman. If anyone were to rise from the Taylor family, it had to be Jonah, who was the CEO of the company. So why was Alyssa rising to the occasion?Sean had rushed over to Alyssa's side at h
Sean nodded and took out a stack of documents from his briefcase before distributing them to the directors."A non-disclosure agreement?" The directors were shocked. Some of them felt insulted and asked, "What is the meaning of this, Ms. Alyssa? We're all close friends of your fathers and helped him build the company from scratch. Do you not trust us? Is this how you show your respect?"Alyssa responded calmly, "Please don't misunderstand. I'm only doing this to protect my father, KS Group, and all your shares as much as possible. It has nothing to do with my respect for anyone. This NDA is just a safety precaution meant to keep those who mean harm in check."Not only are you all my father's business partners, you're also his friends. I trust none of you would do something to ruin my father's reputation. This agreement is a mere backup. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a need for contracts in the business world anymore, don't you agree?"Alyssa had already spoken in a gracious and resp
Alyssa marched fast, saying, "I purposely set up this trap for Dominic. All we have to do is for him to take the bait."Sean was surprised. "What?""You don't really think that NDA is functional, do you?" Alyssa's gaze was cold as she continued, "There's always a fly on the wall. Even if Winston doesn't go to the hospital after this incident, news of it is still bound to spread. Dominic will naturally jump on this opportunity to strike now that he's seen it himself. "If we want to get rid of him, we need to wait for him to take the first move. I can't retaliate if he doesn't strike first."Sean immediately understood Alyssa's intentions. He gave her a thumbs up. "Woah. You're really cunning, Ms. Alyssa. Oh, wait. I meant—you're a genius!"…Alyssa arrived at her father's side just as the medics left. Winston's condition had already stabilized.His mental state, however, was in shambles."Have you told my family?" Alyssa's eyes were wet with tears as she stood in front of Jas
Julien's merciless, hate-filled words hit Jonah like a ton of bricks. The pain was unbearable, a gut-wrenching ache that shattered his heart.Under the dim lighting, Julien vaguely noticed a sorrowful tear forming at the corner of Jonah's eye. But before it could fall, Jonah forced a blink, swallowing his emotions whole. Despite Jonah's attempt to brace himself, sorrow engulfed him, a tidal wave of despair. His features mirrored the devastation ripping through his heart. As Evan opened the driver's side door, Julien lurched forward and vomited again. The sickening sound of him retching echoed in the air as if he were expelling everything inside him. "Judas, Mr. Lovelace looks like he's suffering from alcohol poisoning. We should take him to the hospital."Evan's worry deepened at Julien's condition. Jonah wordlessly removed his suit jacket and began cleaning the mess in the car. His chest tightened painfully as he watched Julien groaning, clearly suffering. Then, without he
Jonah's gaze burned with a mix of longing, sorrow, and something deeply affectionate. The world swam back into focus as Julien looked at Jonah. Without preamble, he asked, "Are you new? How much do you charge per night?"Light-headed and grinning, Julien reached out a hand, his fingers brushing softly against Jonah's cheek. "You're pretty good-looking," he said, his voice slurred. Then his expression shifted. "Why do you… look so much like someone I hate with every fiber of my being?"Jonah's heart clenched. Even so, he slid his arms around Julien's waist. Trembling, he pulled Julien into his arms. "I'm new here. Could you help me meet my target tonight, Mr. Lovelace?"Julien's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Jonah. Jonah's eyes teared up as he held Julien's waist tightly. "I promise you won't be disappointed," he said, his voice deep. Watching from the shadows below the stage, Evan nearly gagged at Jonah's sultry tone. Was this really the Judas he knew? The man sounded downri
The bar was alive with striking lights and thundering music, and the air was thick with the scent of tobacco and alcohol. The atmosphere was one of moral decay—corrupt, degrading, and vile. "Where's Julien?" Jonah's voice cut through the noise, his tone icy and sharp. When Jonah stepped inside, the eyes of several men turned toward him, their gazes filled with illicit intent."Why, hello there. Are you here alone? Are you feeling lonely?" A sexy man sauntered over, draping himself over Jonah's shoulders. He let his hands linger with a playful squeeze. "If you're bored, I'd be happy to keep you company." Jonah's expression darkened. His hands trembled, veins bulging with barely contained rage. Suddenly, Evan burst through the crowd, his face twisting in alarm at the sight of Jonah surrounded by a swarm of predatory men. Evan yelled, "Don't touch him!" A heavy thump reverberated through the room. Gasps erupted as people scrambled back.The man who had draped himself over
Rafe stated, "But Beckett Group is in the middle of a storm right now. If I insisted on giving your corporation the project, my superiors would investigate me. I wouldn't be able to escape unscathed!""If you're investigated, I'll make sure you can still live a life of luxury—even if you lose your job." Justin's tone darkened. "But if you turn against me, you won't just suffer a few losses. You'll lose everything."Under the dim moonlight, Justin fiddled with his antique tea cup, his gaze narrowing. "You've worked so hard to get to where you are. Are you prepared to lose it all?"After ending the call, Justin turned to Remy, who stood quietly at the side. "Sheryl is still being detained. She can't be bailed out for another two days. I need someone to watch over the research lab. You'll handle that."Remy was taken aback. "I failed my last mission. Aren't you going to punish me?"Justin's smile was cold and insincere. "It wasn't your fault. You were ambushed. If not for that, I tru
Remy pursed his lips, bending down to pick up the fallen poker card. It was the King of Spades—an entry pass to Kings' Club. "My attacker was…" Remy's pupils constricted as he tightened his grip on the card. "It can only be that dear uncle of mine, always claiming to see me as his own son." Justin's lips curled into a sinister smile. "He's trying to get rid of my right-hand man, taking advantage of my internal feud with Jasper. Weakening me is just his first step toward gaining control over me."He's been a fugitive ever since his successful prison break, never returning to Cyrris after receiving his life sentence. His power base remains in Kontina. "I'm the last surviving Dutton. The Dutton Group, as a cover, has declared bankruptcy and severed all ties with the country. "My dear uncle has taken a huge risk just to target me. He sent his men to attack you in Solana City. What a delightful surprise. It seems he truly doesn't trust me, his only remaining family."Remy lowere
The hospital ward grew heavy with silence. Mandy and Neil stared at Alyssa, stunned beyond words. "M-Ms. Alyssa, you knew that man was Mr. Damien?" Neil asked, disbelief etched into his voice. "Yes." Alyssa's reply was quiet, her lips pressed into a thin line. She lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "We found out when Cyrus took Damien's cigarette butt for a paternity test."Mandy approached Alyssa, her shoulders trembling slightly. "So, you and Cyrus knew… and you both kept it from me?" Mandy said, her voice catching in her throat, tears welling up. Alyssa felt a sharp pang in her chest. "Mandy, I'm sorry. It was my decision. Cyrus had nothing to do with it."Mandy's tears fell freely now, her grief spilling out in raw sobs. "Do you know what it's been like for me all these years, thinking Damien was gone? Winston, Miley, Lyla, and Colene kept telling me to move on. I tried to accept that he was dead, that we'd never find his body. But I never did."Her vo
The hospital ward was bathed in a dim, yellow glow from the bedside lamp. The silence was thick, yet the room held a strange warmth—an unfamiliar comfort that felt oddly familiar to Remy.Pain radiated through his body as he struggled to sit up. His eyes fell on Mandy, who was asleep beside his bed. Her hair was a mess, and her swollen eyes suggested she'd been crying. She was sound asleep. Remy stiffened. His breath quickened as he stared at her fragile figure. Slowly, he leaned forward, his fingers lifting slightly, tempted to reach out.Just as his hand hovered close, Mandy's lashes fluttered. In her sleep, she murmured, "Damien… Damien… I miss you so much…" Tears slipped down her cheeks, silent and unbidden.A pang tugged at Remy's heart. Without thinking, he brushed away her tears with his calloused fingers. The moment his skin touched hers, a jolt shot through him, sharp and electrifying. Pain throbbed at his temples, but beneath it was a warmth he didn't want to let g
Justin's casual question hit Javier like a thunderclap. Shock rippled through him, freezing his expression. His voice trembled with fear as he barked, "What nonsense is that? Are you accusing me of causing Chester's death? I'm your father—how could you think I'd do such a thing?""It's not an accusation. Just the facts," Justin replied coolly, crossing his legs and savoring his tea with unsettling calm. "And I'm not condemning you. In fact, I understand why you did it. I'm facing the same dilemma now."Javier's breathing grew ragged. He had watched Justin grow from a child into the man before him—now a predator, circling with quiet menace."You were meant to be the heir as the eldest son," Justin continued, his voice smooth as silk. "But Grandpa favored Uncle Chester, handing him major projects, grooming him in plain sight. "Uncle Chester's reputation soon eclipsed yours. He was a natural leader, adept at business, with one fatal flaw—he was kind. Too kind. Unlike you."Justin
Nonetheless, night had fallen by the time Justin arrived at Seaview Manor. On his way there, he worked on two things. First, he secured the top legal team to get Sheryl out on bail as quickly as possible. Second, he tried reaching Remy—unsuccessfully. He had never lost contact with Remy before. Justin's face was as dark as the night itself. The moment he stepped inside Seaview Manor, Rory approached with a solemn expression. He gave a slight bow before speaking. "Mr. Justin, what took you so long? Mr. Javier has been waiting.""I was occupied," Justin replied coolly. Then, as if it were an ordinary evening, he allowed a faint smile. "Where's Jasper? Is he back here yet?" A conflicted look came across Rory's face. "Things between you and Mr. Jasper have soured. I doubt he'll want to see you anytime soon—or show up here.""Is that so? How disappointing."Justin's smile didn't reach his eyes. His gaze lingered on Rory, sharp and bottomless. "So, he'd rather believe what he se